To have the power to perceive with or as if with the eye.
To understand; comprehend.
To consider: Let’s see, which email should I use?
To go and look: She had to see for herself and went into the garage.
To ascertain; find out: We probably can do it, but we’ll have to see.
To have foresight: “No man can see to the end of time” (John F. Kennedy).
To take note.
I’m an artist and designer. Always looking, always seeking, always processing, always questioning my view of my world.
I’ve gotten some criticism about the name Seeing is a Verb, which is also the name of my studio and gallery. Seeing is not actually a verb they say. I notice how much our listening of the world dictates HOW we see. Do we see this statement as literal factual inaccuracy or a delicious invite into exploration and intrigue? Where do we get stopped in life by our predisposed views of the world we walk through? How is what we see and how we see dicated by our culture? By our automated machine called human? When do we let go and really BE in the moments of seeing?
We are seeing all the time. Even blind people see. Where does seeing come from? Yep, there’s the physical mechanics of how we see. The cones, etc. But that’s not what I’m talking about here. That’s not what I’m interested in. Our world unfolds moment to moment. Sometimes I feel like I’m in a movie and making it at the same time–a delighful dance. It makes me smile.
What grabs me is the organic nature of how I see. How I connect the juxpostioning of what I see. The wonderful play and interactions of the visual playground of life…uncertain and unknown.